Happy Birthday to Christina Book and Joe Splendido, wherever you are, and to me too! I have forgotten how old they are…friends from the distant past…maybe the same as me, or damn close.
52 years and doing alright, all things considered.
I woke up this morning at 6AM after a fitful 5 hours of sleep–dreams of lost luggage, being stuck in crumbling concrete airports, missed flights, mercenary taxi cabs…
As of tomorrow I will be off-line for almost two weeks. I am sending my laptop into Athens to Apple to be repaired and cleaned. I am taking this time to avoid my mobile phone as well. I’ll get some reading done, take a lot of pictures and sleep differently, I imagine.
I inherited my mother’s old Olivetti Lettera 22 (c.1966) which she used for over 30 years, one of many typewriters she owned. It needs some TLC, and I found a repairman in Venice who will do it, but it will be expensive. It will be expensive to send it there and have it sent back but I feel it is worth it. It might be cheaper to go to Venice and deliver it, stay for a few days, then bring it back. Well…not really, but it might be worth the trip! Venice in the spring? I would like to use it…type some letters to those I love…write something interesting. The happy organic sound of a manual typewriter clacking away on the front terrace…
This post was going to be about politics, but I deleted what I wrote. Not worth the effort.